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waiting for the tide to change-relapse inevitable end
staggered ununiform thoughts-regret spiteful wrath
drowning in a self made hell-vengence only done to self
incognant selfish masquerade-annihilate ones own hope
this vow broke hopeless lives- with it came endless bane
waiting for the tide to change- to retrogress from

spiteful snake
collapse to ash
I beg for forgiveness yet
unheard
I beg for forgiveness yet

you owe me nothing
and this I know
Hopeless and heartless
praying for my own death
from the winds of an epic shame
retrogress and watch ourselves change
into scorn filled shells of our past
these ghosts still scream

scream for what
the things we lost in our lives
scream for what
the choices that devastaed
us

our lives

live each day with endless shame
scorned by the velvet hand
these wounds are thickening
the scars are promenient

this heart still pumps with blood
the blood of ours
buried in regret
lies spite for you
and actions of the past undone

your vultures are thirsty for blood
to feed on the dead without question
they circle me like im there prey
waiting to devour my remains

nothing is left
nothing is left of me
can be taken
away
nothing

what is left to be

consumed by your poison filled embrace
remains left rotting in our early graves
your face is the bringer of death

Track Name: Dementia of the Tomb

blood will spill
on your hands
there will be
no fucking scape goat

i chase your blood soaked trail
to your flesh fortress of
filth and disease that you spread on this earth

everything that you touch turns to shit
you might as well just end it all
you are a walking nightmare
you are a fucking train wreck

your trophies adorned in flesh
you stand on moral high ground
while your just like the ones you abdicate *double up with high lower in mix
better than all still choking on shit

contradictions are funny
especially when they are human
now reap the wrath
lie in the filth

turn your back
lie through your teeth

consume to destroy
every memory
your digging your grave
how many more times will this
pattern repeat in your life
you've failed again

the endless torture
youve brought upon
yourself as you
blame everyone
youve dug your grave
youve made your bed
now lie in filth

everything that you despise
you have brought it on yourself
you botch yourself
make way for infinite pain
it tastes like nothing but shame
and smells like regret

you've dug your grave
now lie in filth
ill wait for the
maggots to devour

a cleansing of this earth
a waste of humanity
thats all you are
fall to an early gave
entombment has now enslaved
your next to rot

you've dug your grave
now lie in filth

Track Name: Odin Rides Again (In Space)

with valour on their side
the space vikings they ride
into the setting sun
raping lands nothing
left for anyone

in the far outreaches, of our galaxy
there is talk of a
brutal and relentless force, unforgiving
space vikings ride now
what do they hunt for, what are they pillaging
this is what you ask
they are looking to harness the most epic force
space lightings blinding beams
with odin taking charge and the reigns
theyll be victorious

onward into battle they show no fear
they have harrnesed the power
blinding rays and freezing force
there enemies vanquished to dust

incur the wrath of the most brutal force in the galaxy
swords emblazed with rays from solar storms

with conquest on his mind odin rides again
through space and time odin he rides

these are brutal vikings with no remorse
killing everything taking whats yours
no time for diplomicy no time to show mercy
they shall pillage every planet known to

man
leave nothing
left
in the wake
of

these are brutal vikings with no remorse
killing everything taking whats yours
no time for diplomicy no time to show mercy
they shall pillage every planet known to man

incur the wrath of the most brutal force in the galaxy
swords emblazed with rays from solar storms
their conquest shall not be stopped by anyone
decapitation at the first sign of deception

conquest

Track Name: Freelance Embalmer

lay the corpse onto the table
relieve the rigor mortis
as blades they pierce the flesh
reek of necrotic flesh
tubes inserted into veins
pumping blood out of remains
embalming fluid now reigns
as the body lies
still on the table
as embalmer takes control
rot slowly excretes
scapled clean and death percieved
lust for death
impales await
freelance
embalmer waits

desquamation
cadaveric
lividity

as the flesh it rots before my eyes
the stench is pungent
as i pull the corpse from the bag
the skin peels off
held by the toe nails
viscera is baged
rib cage exposed
areteries opened

three gunshot victims on the table at the same time,
each had about ten to fifteen
bullet holes in them
holes big enough that i
could put my whole fist in
had to sew and pack them up
to keep them from leaking.

murder victim, stabbed in the face
17 times. he used his hands
to block the knife and cut his hand
in half in the process.

desquamation
cadaveric
lividity

a fall from fourteen stories
his feet had been ripped right from his leg
held on only by skin on the shin.
almost all his bones were broken
in his body
the larger bones
were sticking out
of his skin